Chapter 382: Summoning subordinates

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Fantasy ...... Is it really possible to break this restriction and do crazy things? Mo Changxing was a little incredulous.

"Phantom Heaven has already entered the Demon Dao......

What do you think of the way of the gods? The Purple Song Saint Monarch asked rhetorically.

Mo Changxing just frowned, but didn't say anything more.

For Phantom Sky, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he had in his heart.

He only knew that he hated him, but that hatred was mixed with too many other things......

Three days later.

The Mandala clan was the first to reach Luoyun Mountain.

When Yun Tianxue saw the leader of the Mandala clan, she was really surprised.

The visitor was dressed in black and with black hair, and his black silk satin clothes were embroidered with mandalas one by one with dark bright threads.

"Hanagakure?" Yun Tianxue called out the name of the person in surprise, the parting in the crisis three hundred years ago. When we see each other again, everything is like a world away......

Seeing the clouds pouring snow, a faint smile appeared on Hua Yin's dull face.

He fell to one knee and presented the token of the Mandala clan with both hands.

Yun Tianxue took the token and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, but when he got closer, he only heard him hang his head slightly and say, "Your Majesty!" Subordinates lead their clansmen to come to allegiance! ā€

"Three hundred years ago, you deliberately approached me?" Yun Tianxue asked the guess that had arisen when they first met.

"Yes! However, his subordinates' skills were not good, and he still let the old bastard of Chenqing hurt His Majesty. When it comes to the past, Hua Yin can't hide her self-blame.

"That's not your fault." Yun Tianxue smiled faintly, and the old friend continued to ask, "Three hundred years ago, you were seriously injured and left, I am very worried......

"It's a subordinate, it's wrong!" Hanagakure bowed her head again.

Yun Tianxue waved his hand, "Hua Yin, you and I were in trouble together, so you don't have to be so restrained with me!" ā€

"Pouring snow!" Xiao Xiaoxiao didn't know where it came from, a pair of eyes looked Hua Yin up and down, and quietly whispered in his ear, "Being a Kao is good welfare!" Look at your subordinates, they are not handsome but beautiful...... It's eye-catching!

Where is it like me, the name of the underworld sounds good, and I deal with ghosts every day, depressed! ā€

Yun Tianxue glanced at her lightly, "If you hear this, you will definitely look good again!" ā€

"Pouring snow! Don't show the wind to the old vinegar jar on the embankment! That girl is a tyrant......" Xiao pouted slightly.

Yun Tianxue hurriedly and quietly gave her a look, but Xiao Xiaoxiao didn't look at it, just stared at Hua Yin with a pair of eyes, and said in a lustful voice, "This black body is so mysterious, abstinence is handsome, and the pot is poisonous!" What a spicy eye! ā€

Hua Yin was a little uncomfortable by Xiao Xiaoxiao, and Yun Tianxue was helpless to support her forehead.

In the next moment, Xiao Xiaoxiao only felt a tightness around his waist.

Feeling the familiar breath, she followed and her liver trembled again......

Yun Tianxue saw that Xiao Xiaoxiao was taken out far away with a dark face, and Xiao Xiaoxiao's sad sigh came from his ears...... You're not a clairer! Why do you ...... every time?"

Before Xiao Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he was swallowed back into his stomach by a cold little look from the embankment.

Hua Yin took the people of the Mandala clan to Fujin in Luoyun Mountain and found a place to camp.

Because they are all flower and wood spirits, they naturally don't have to set up tents like humans do in the wild.

All they need to do is find an open space and collectively turn back into prototypes when they rest.

Not long after Hua Yin came, the Jiuju family, the Lixue family, the plum blossom family, and the Mozhu family came to Luoyun Mountain one after another, and handed over the tokens to Yuntian Snow one by one.

The Qinghe clan came at the latest, and when they handed over the tokens, something happened to them.

He Nian, the patriarch of the Qinghe clan, proposed that she would be willing to hand over the token only if Yun Tianxue tried to win her.

This move of Henian immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the other clans.

Mo Su, Hua Yin and the others unanimously felt that He Nian's request was completely challenging the prestige of the Cloud Falling Snow King.

He Nian smiled coldly, looked at everyone and said sarcastically, "The prince and the prince will have a kind of Xiangning!" I only respect the strong! If Kao doesn't have real skills, my Qinghe clan will never surrender! ā€

"Okay, I'll compete with you!" Yun Tianxue smiled indifferently, she felt that in Henian's body, there was a strong hostility towards her, even hatred.

She couldn't remember when she had seen He Nian, and naturally she didn't know where He Nian's hatred came from.

"Patriarch Henian! You...... You foolishness! An elder of the Qinghe clan stood up, sighed disapprovingly, and then turned to look at Yun Tianxue and pleaded, "I still hope that Kao is not strange!" ā€

"Humph!" He Nian snorted coldly.

Yun Qixue could feel her eyes becoming more and more unkind.

I don't know why, but the lotus in front of her gave her a very uncomfortable feeling.

He Nian flew up, and without saying hello, he flew up and hit the clouds and snow.

Sensing her movements, Yun Qixue did not retreat but advanced, and threw out a palm with five points of mana in his hand.

With her current mana, she could clearly feel the cultivation level of the person in front of her.

Needless to say, as the most descendant of the Flower King's guard, Mo Su's cultivation is already in the immortal period, and he is only a little short of becoming an immortal.

And after three hundred years of not seeing, Hua Yin is also a mid-immortal cultivation.

The rest of the people are generally in the late stage of the Great Demon, and they are still one step away from the immortal period.

As for the lotus in front of me......

Yun Tianxue felt that if she hadn't looked away, she would be a cultivator in the early stage of the Great Demon who was close to the middle stage. He was the weakest patriarch among the guards she had summoned.

Even Yun Tianxue didn't know where she got the confidence to dare to provoke her, this strength has all recovered, and she is a Kao who is born with a divine body!

He Nian tried his best to solve the problem, but he was still hit by Yun Dumping Snow's spell.

She flew back and retreated, only to feel a surge in her body, and couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly.

At the same time, an aura exclusive to the strong pressed towards her, and her internal organs surged, and she opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd standing on the sidelines watching the battle could clearly see how easy it was for their Kao to deal with Henian.

"Elder Henian, how do you feel?" Yun Tianxue raised her eyebrows lightly.

He Nian quickly raised his eyes to look at her.

Sensing that Yun Tianxue was also looking at her at this time, she quickly closed her eyes again.

But just for that moment of looking at each other, Yun Tianxue felt that He Nian's eyes looked at her even more resentful.

"Your Majesty, He Nian is your Majesty's personal guard with us, and I remember that she was already a late demon cultivator a thousand years ago.

Why hasn't she seen her for more than a thousand years, but her cultivation has not increased but decreased? Mo Su's eyes were puzzled, and he approached Yun Tianxue with a puzzle, and whispered his doubts.

Yun Tianxue waved her hand to signal Mo Su to retreat, and looked at He Nian coldly, "How about it, do you want to continue the competition?" ā€

"No!" He Nian's voice was low and soft.

"In that case, then ask the Henian Patriarch to hand over the token of your Qinghe clan!" Mo Su took a step forward. (To be continued.) )